The blood-stained shirt had been taken off by Gu Yusheng and thrown on the floor at the door.

There was a basin of water on the coffee table, steaming hot, and he was naked, standing on the couch, bent over to wash towels.

Qin Zhiai didn't notice her for the rest of her life, so she stood silently in front of the door of the master bedroom and stared at him in the second bedroom.

After wringing out the towel, he looked in the mirror and wiped the blood from his body.

He couldn't see behind him, and one shoulder was injured again, and it was not particularly convenient to move, so he wiped it very sloppily.

Probably he also knew that he didn't wipe it particularly cleanly, so he laboriously took the towel and wiped it on his back twice, so he simply gave up, threw the towel into the washbasin, sat on the sofa, picked up a medicine bottle on the table, and applied medicine to the wound in the shoulder blade.

Where he could see when he turned his head, he could barely sprinkle the medicine accurately, and where he couldn't see, even if he roughly knew the location of the wound in the mirror, the powder was sprinkled several times, and it was sprinkled on his body or on the sofa.

Qin Zhiai stood stunned and watched for a while, then withdrew her gaze.

She knew that Gu Yusheng annoyed herself, so she always tried to keep her distance from him, she wasn't sure if she would annoy him and be scolded by him for being nosy.

But she stared at the door of the master bedroom, pondered for a moment, and then turned and walked towards the second bedroom.

Her steps were so light that she barely made a sound, and it wasn't until she stood behind him that he noticed it, and turned his head sharply to look at her.

She subconsciously lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze.

Because she never took the initiative to lean in front of him, she stumbled a little when she spoke: "I, I don't mean anything else, I just want to help you ......"

She pointed to his back, and it took a moment for her to finish her sentence: "...... Irrigation. ”

She was met with silence.

Qin Zhiai hung her head, but she didn't take care of the rest of her life, she waited for a long time, she didn't wait for him to speak, and was just about to speak, and said to him: "If, if you don't want to, I'll call the housekeeper, okay?" He slowly reached out and handed the vial to her.

Qin Zhiai raised her head in surprise, glanced at Gu Yusheng, and then quickly lowered her eyes again, took the medicine bottle, and quickly walked behind him.

The room was quiet and the two of them didn't have any conversation.

Qin Zhiai focused all her attention on Gu Yusheng's wounds.

Gu Yusheng lowered his head and sat for a while, as if he felt a little tired in this position, and when he changed his posture slightly, his eyes inadvertently swept over the mirror in front of him, and through the glass mirror, he saw her standing behind him, quietly and silently medicating the wound on his back.

He stared at her for a while, and somehow remembered what she had said to him cautiously when she had just entered the house: "I, I don't mean anything else, I just want to help you...... Irrigation. ”

Her "nothing else" was explaining to him that she wasn't here to pester him?

How afraid was she that he would be angry, so she would clarify to him as soon as she saw him?

Gu Yusheng's heart suddenly became a little uncomfortable, and he felt uncomfortable, he subconsciously wanted to smoke, but he stopped as soon as he touched the cigarette case, and finally he retracted his hand and turned his head to look at the bright sunlight outside the window.